I don’t drink but I do enjoy going to bars — certain bars, that is. Nice, clean ones that don’t smell like the floor of a frat house on a summer Sunday morning. Chic ones that have low lighting and a sound system that doesn't go to 11. You know, adult bars. Over the last few years, Nashville has gone through a bar renaissance. One of the leaders was the now-shuttered Bar Luca. Not long after they opened, I spoke to the owners; today, it reads like a time capsule to early 2016. Andrea Behrends took the photos.